The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey didn’t even look at her, sitting down on the sofa and picking up her coffee with a cold face.

Bruce was unfazed by her anger and sat down across from her with a swagger, his starry eyes glowing at her. “I’m here to enlighten you.”

The smug tone of his voice made you want to punch him.

That’s what Lindsey thought, and that’s what he did. The two exchanged a dozen strokes across the coffee table, and it was a close tie.

“Get out!” Lindsey was furious and snapped to a solemn tone as she remembered Master Roy’s admonition. “The Master said you’d better keep your hands to yourself for a while, or you’ll be living in a wheelchair for the rest of your life.”

Bruce didn’t look like she was lying and instantly withdrew his hand and sat upright. “Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure.” Lindsey stood up lazily and looked at him with a leathery grin. “Good brother, you’re on your own.”

With that, she left a dumbfounded Bruce and fluttered back to her room.

Bruce fidgeted outside the door for a moment, then went out of the living room in silence with a bitter look on his face, and flipped back over sharply, following the spot he had just turned over.

Lindsey listened to the noise outside the door and then returned to the living room with a sneer, clutching her laptop.

She could play mind games, too.

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The wealthy neighbourhood of More, M.

Phoebe, after answering Aurora’s call, looked across the table at Harvey, who had already had his teeth filled and could not even see the slightest blemish.

Four years ago, they had left the country one after the other, but they had never expected to meet abroad.

Lifting her coffee gracefully, she couldn’t help but let out a soft snort. “I didn’t expect that, after all these years, Lindsey’s nature of making enemies everywhere still hasn’t been tempered.”

“So what?” Harvey was a different man now, nearing his prime, more calm and steady. “You’ll never get back, and the legends about you in B City are endless.”

“Pfft-” Phoebe missed a mouthful of coffee and spat all over the table.

Leaning over to take a piece of paper to wipe the corner of her mouth clean, she looked at Harvey like he was a monster and sneered, “You think I care?”

“If Miss Phoebe doesn’t care, then why did she seek me out.” Harvey smiled back, a dark, sullen mood spreading from his eyes. “I’m not Ben.”

“Heh heh heh …” Phoebe sneered and leaned back into her chair, not hesitating to pierce his disguise. “It’s still like that to have someone else act out something like a laugh. As for you, what’s the saying, a dog can’t change its ways.”

Harvey abruptly moved to anger, his face turning extremely ugly for a moment. “Watch your language, please.”

Phoebe was not afraid of him at all, instead she raised her head to meet his gaze provocatively and continued, “You only get one chance, wouldn’t it be a shame to miss it.”

Harvey didn’t answer, reaching for his coffee and taking a gentle sip.

The bitter liquid roamed over his tongue, swirled around in his mouth and slowly trickled down his throat and into his stomach.

Curling his tongue up against the once empty incisors, a frown crept invisibly up his brow and a soft snort escaped his lips.

Phoebe laughed at the right time, looked down and straightened the hem of her wrinkled skirt, and fluttered up to leave.

As she exited the door and got into her car, she sneered and picked up her phone to call Aurora back.

At home, it would be too difficult to get Lindsey killed, and it would be easy to get a hold of her.

It would be different abroad, inviting two people back to kill someone without knowing it, without even finding out.

The call was answered and Phoebe spoke of Harvey’s reaction, perfectly manicured diaphanous eyebrows, vaguely raised. “Wait for my good news.”

On the other end, Aurora raised her hand to her watch and smiled, “Don’t let me down, talk to you later.”

Ending the call, she said goodbye to Selena and quietly got into her car through the back door of the Central Star to leave.

Selena watched her car go, put on her sunglasses and looked around cautiously before nodding towards the man still inside the car.

The last time she had given Aurora someone to attack Lindsey, she had made up her mind never to associate with her again, but she couldn’t really swallow that anger.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

She had no problems with Bruce, and even less with The Grant family.

She had started out disliking Lindsey, but now she hated her, and she would not miss a chance to stomp on her.

Security guards quickly came over to clear the way, and the press, who had caught wind of the situation, could not get any closer.

The group enters the lobby and Selena leads the man, along with her assistant, into the exclusive lift.

The man’s office was on the top floor, where Selena saw the man and arranged for a reception, while she went back to her office.

On the large desk were the company’s financial statements for the previous month, as well as some of the debt data, neatly placed.

Picking it up and flipping through it, Selena called her assistant in with a headache and said unhappily, “Why is there a shareholder disagreement again, which of the films the company has pitched did not make money.”

The assistant cautiously bowed her head and replied, “The thing is, the three films that were going to be released this year have suddenly been withdrawn. I mentioned it to you before, and you said you would handle it.”

“There does seem to be such a thing.” Selena rubbed her temples, put down the statement in her hand, and got up to walk out. “The reporters are all set to come, right, send two cups of coffee to the reception room.”

“Okay.” The secretary answered with a relieved voice and turned to follow her out together.

When she arrived at the reception room, Selena swept a glance at the pretentious Henson and faintly curled her red lips. “I heard that Big Star Don even published a book while he was in prison.”

“Just cleaning up his act and making a new one.” Henson smiled fawningly away. “Mr. Earl is looking good today.”

Selena let a grunt escape from her nose and sat down with a flourish. “Don’t give me that useless crap, you’ve been invited here today, so you know what to expect.”

“Know.” The smile on Henson’s face was dry. “Everything is at Mr. Earl’s disposal.”

“Very well.” Selena was pleased with his knowledge and put up her hand for a gentle high five.

The door to the reception room swung open and the hundred or so media reporters waiting outside, swarmed in.

Selena rose with a smile and, after a few polite words, took her coffee and turned her head to the next lounge.

Sitting down and taking a suspicious sip, she casually opened the laptop on her desk.

“Chairman, the interview has begun.” The assistant moved the other laptop in front of her eyes and stepped back respectfully.

Selena curled her index finger and tapped it on the desktop, her eyes skimming over the surveillance images on the screen and falling blandly back to the computer screen in her hands.

It was only when she opened the web page and found that the news about Lindsey had been erased overnight that she had a bad feeling about it.

Next door, in the reception room, Henson was still talking eloquently, and to back up his words, he took off his shirt on the spot and let the press take pictures from all sides.

Selena was so upset that she took a moment to grab her phone and call Aurora.

She had originally thrown the dirty laundry at Lindsey, but she had forgotten the crucial point that Lindsey was now a legitimate member of The Grant family.

No one would have the guts to throw mud at Old Mr. Grant, who is known as the god of the military, not even in the whole of B City, but even in H Country.

When she thought of this, Selena’s hair stood on end and she shivered.

Just as the call came through, Aurora’s impatient voice, wrapped in fire, came through. “What’s wrong again.”

Selena’s eyes were closed and her body shook even harder, “The news you asked me to send out was entirely about The Grant family, not Lindsey.”

At this end, Aurora instantly went pale and her body shivered. “What should I do? Can we still fix it?”

Selena made a hard swallowing motion, her voice so thin it was barely audible. “I don’t think so. …”

“The sound of something heavy hitting the ground was heard in her ear, followed by the disconnection of the call.

Selena was stunned for a moment and immediately informed her assistant to come over and pause the interview next door.

Henson, who was in the middle of a conversation, was confused and asked excitedly, “What’s going on, I haven’t finished my interview yet.”

“That’s the end of the interview for today.” The assistant’s formulaic tone, politely inviting him out

“I want to see Mr. Earl!” Henson shouted reluctantly. “Even if you’re ending the interview, you should give me a reason.”

The assistant’s tone cooled instantly at his words. “Henson, you mustn’t forget who you are today.”

Henson’s face turned extremely ugly for a moment and he turned his head to leave the reception room indignantly.

The assistant sent him downstairs, conveying Selena’s message with little emotion, and called for security to shoo the man straight out.

The Palvin family, The Royal Garden.

Aurora was once again ordered to kneel in the living room, surrounded by the full-blooded sons of The Palvin family, all of whom wanted to eat her alive.

Rhett, the eldest son, is still in hospital with Old Mr. Grant and he is the only one who can make decisions about the family.

Gritting the back of his teeth, he looked at the kneeling Aurora with hatred and scolded her in a deep voice, “Look what you’ve done.”

“Dad, I know I’m wrong, I promise there won’t be a next time.” No matter how nonsensical Aurora was, she had been brought up with an ear to the ground and knew what was at stake.

The Palvin family was so big that without Old Mr. Grant, they wouldn’t have been able to get into the third class.

The Palvin family, without Old Mr. Grant, would not have made it to the third tier. She had intended to take Lindsey down and show the rest of the family that she was the new head of The Grant family.

However, she did not expect Old Mr. Grant to treat Lindsey as a member of The Grant family and immediately blocked her as soon as the news broke.

This was a clear statement that the new head of The Grant family was never Aurora!

In the silence, Rhett’s unmistakable voice rang in her ears. “Tonight, you will go to The Grant family and apologise in person, I don’t need to tell you how to do that.”

“Dad …” Aurora asked with an uncontrollable shudder in her heart, incredulously, “You’re asking me to go and apologise to that woman?”

“No are you, no you leave this house tomorrow and pretend we The Palvin family don’t have you as a daughter!” Rhett was almost furious, how could he have had such an ungrateful daughter?

The eyes of the people on the sidelines fell on Aurora like a knife.

In the stagnant atmosphere, Aurora reluctantly said yes. “Yes, I’ll go.”

With a scowl on his face, Rhett threw her a stern look and got up and left.

As soon as he left, the rest of The Palvin family followed suit and Aurora was soon left alone in the living room.

She dropped to the carpet, a faint smear of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, and her chest felt like it was being weighed down by a huge boulder, making it hard to breathe.